When Xin Yu walked towards He Qingxiao and Yong'anbo, the ministers quietly looked at him and pricked up his ears.

Hearing that she invited the two of them to tea, they were stunned.

She's just that open-minded?

He Qingxiao smiled and nodded, "I'm free."

Xin Yu looked at Yong Anbo.

This is the first time Yong'an Bo has spoken to Xin Yu, and unlike He Qingxiao's neat promise, he hesitated a little and declined: "I'm going out soon, I still have a lot of things to deal with at hand, and when I come back from the north, I'll ask Xin to wait for the edict."

He took the initiative to ask Ying, because he listened to his brother-in-law's persuasion, but he didn't want to be tied too tightly with a little girl in his heart.

Although Miss Xin is beautiful now, who knows what will happen in the future? The feelings of brothers for sisters are not like fathers for daughters, and when the prince ascends the throne in the future, whether Miss Xin is beautiful or downcast depends on the attitude of the new monarch.

"Then I wish Uncle all the best." Xin Yu didn't care about Yong'anbo's refusal, nodded at He Qingxiao, and strode forward.

Waiting for the next office, Xin Yu rushed to the teahouse that had been promised.

He Qingxiao arrived first, and Jinlinwei, who was guarding the door, opened the door and invited Xin Yu in.

Xin Yu sat down opposite He Qingxiao and took the teacup handed over by the other party.

The tea is hot and just in the mouth.

"Lord He is going to celebrate the New Year in the south again."

Before Chinese New Year's Eve last year, He Qingxiao went south, and when he returned to Beijing, it was already March of spring.

"It's the same everywhere you spend the New Year." He Qingxiao blurted out, and suddenly felt weak in his eyes when he met the pair of Qing Lingling's eyes.

It's not the same. At least after getting to know Ayu, it's different.

Xin Yu lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

She knew that she shouldn't think about the love of her children, but when she heard him say this, her heart was still a little astringent.

"When the new deal progresses, I will send a message back in time."

"In the rich land of the south, the gentry and wealthy families gathered, and the implementation of the new policy was bound to be full of resistance. Take care, Lord He."

It is not uncommon for law changers to be damaged by innovation. Everyone was afraid of Jin Linwei's coldness, but she knew that the person in front of her would also bleed and hurt, not iron.

"Don't worry, Miss Xin, I'll take care of myself. It's not going to be calm here, so be careful."

Zhang Shoufu's uncle and nephew set a good example for the hundred officials and nobles in the capital at the cost of exterminating the clan, and no one should be stupid enough to kill Xin Yu directly. What we should be wary of is the political trap, and this is the regular struggle of the eunuchs.

Xin Yu nodded and smiled, "I have prepared some manpower to accompany Lord He to the south."

He Qingxiao immediately thought of the notice outside the Qingsong Bookstore to recruit students.

"Lord He should have guessed, it's the storyteller I hired a few days ago, and ...... then."

After hearing the usefulness of the storyteller, He Qingxiao sincerely admired: "With these people, it is not so easy for anyone to deceive the people with rumors."

Three days later, He Qingxiao and Yong'an bid farewell to Emperor Xingyuan and led their respective teams on opposite paths.

Xin Yu stood on the side of the street, watching the young man on horseback go away.

If she had spoken, it would not have been difficult for the man to allow her to go south, but she would not do so.

Innovation is often accompanied by blood, and whether it can be implemented or not depends on the determination of the emperor. She had to stay by that man's side, so that no one could take advantage of him and shake his mind.

"Qianfeng, go lead the horse and take a look at the farm on the outskirts of Beijing."

Now Xinyu will go out with a thousand winds and peace, and he is not strong.

Soon Qianfeng brought a horse, and the three of them rode out of the city.

The farm on the outskirts of Beijing that Xin Yu is going to is not Wuyunzhuang, but the Zhuangzi under Kou Qingqing's name, Kou Qingqing's sleeping place.

Kou Qingqing was posthumously named the county lord of Qingning, and the specifications of the tomb should be according to the rules of the county lord, but the place has not changed, and it is still in this Zhuangzi that belongs to her.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the people on Zhuangzi hurriedly reported the news, and Xiaolian and Mama Fang ran out.

"Girl!" Xiaolian and Mama Fang greeted each other.

It is not a matter of two or three days to build the tomb of the county lord, Xin Yu proposed Xiaolian and Fang

Mama came to guard and fulfill the relationship between them and Kou Qingqing's master and servant.

"Don't be polite, let's go to Miss Kou first."

When he arrived at Kou Qingqing's grave, Xin Yu put on the offerings he brought and offered incense to worship.

Not far away, the movement of the tomb was heard, and many people could be seen working enthusiastically.

"It's getting colder, so send them some hot soup every day, and the progress can be faster." Xin Yu confessed to Xiaolian.

"Yes."

Mama Fang suddenly knelt down.

"What is Mama Fang doing?" Xin Yu helped Mama Fang up.

Mama Fang's eyes were red, and her voice was choked: "The old slave never dreamed that our young girl would become the county lord......

Xin Yu was silent for a moment.

She understood Mama Fang's excitement.

For the world, it is a matter of honoring the ancestors of the family to raise people and jinshi, and it must be solemnly recorded in the family tree, not to mention the title of county lord.

Many people's posthumous names are not less than their reputations when they were alive, but Xin Yu was influenced by Queen Xin and had different ideas, which can be regarded as an outlier in the eyes of ordinary people.

Xin Yu comforted Mama Fang, and was ready to leave after seeing the progress of the tomb repair.

"Girl, it's not convenient for you to leave anyone by your side, let Xiaolian go back with you."

"I'm outside during the day, Xiaolian still stays in the Zhuangzi, you are a companion."

"It's enough to have an old slave here. When the girl goes home, someone always has to bring a cup of tea and pour water, and others are not as caring as Xiaolian." Mama Fang pulled Xiaolian.

Xiaolian also said, "The maid has been here for two days, and I am relieved to see those people doing things, so I will go back with you today." Most of the maidservants in the house came from the palace, and the girls were not familiar with them."

Xin Yu nodded.

Now that you're out of the city, let's just go to Wuyunzhuang again.

When the sixth master heard that Xin Yu was coming, he rushed out: "The girl is here!"

Looking left and right again, the six masters sighed in their hearts: Why don't you see Xiaoba? Could it be that you're causing trouble?

"I've gone to Kouzhuang, come here and have a look."

"Hachi didn't accompany you?"

"I decided to come here temporarily, Xiaoba is over there in the Xin Mansion."

"Oh, oh." The sixth master breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to beat the gong and drum to tell everyone that the girl was coming.

"No need, just accompany me to take a look around."

As soon as he heard that Xin Yu was going to look everywhere, the six masters became energetic and immediately took her to the martial arts arena.

Xin Yu saw a team that was training.

"It's cold, there's less work in the fields, and the brothers spend most of their time practicing."

Those original mountain bandits, now Zhuang Han, some found that Xin Yu was coming, although they looked excited, their movements were not chaotic at all.

"Sixth brother is very good at training." Xin Yu did not hesitate to compliment.

The sixth master smiled, and did not hide it in front of Xin Yu: "I still learned from those traitors."

This is talking about the rebel generals who deserted from the Wuyun Village.

"It's rare to be willing to learn and be able to learn." Xin Yu looked at the men who were training hard, and his heart moved, "Does the sixth brother understand water?"

Six is a family musician: "We grew up by the river in the south, how can there be people who don't know water."

"Then don't waste this skill, maybe you'll need it later."